| See you walking by on
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| Down the street
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| She had the world on her shoulders
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| Everybody is at her feet
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| Where she’s going
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| Says she don’t really care
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| Well I hope where she goes
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| I’ll end up there
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| When she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| And when she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| She’ll hang with gypsies
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| And travelling tramps
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| But she’s got more culture than a caravan
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| Her eyes are wise
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| They’ve got a ring of gold
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| And her hands are covered in the jewelery she stole
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| When she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| And when she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| Well I asked her name
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| And she whispered in my ear
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| Soft and sweet
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| Her name was Venus and burst
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| As she goes away on her final depart
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| I said stop your mistress
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| And strike its heart
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| When she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| And when she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| See you walking by on
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| Down the street
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| She had the world on her shoulders
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| Everybody is at her feet
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| Where she’s going
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| Says she don’t really care
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| Well I hope where she goes
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| I’ll end up there
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| When she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| And when she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| When she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk
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| And when she walks
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| She’s got the sweetest walk
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| And when she talks
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| Shes got the sweetest talk |